Beautiful
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
You can only have it once
There is nothing like seeing a movie for the first time - a really funny movie, a suspenseful movie, a love story. There is something about not knowing. Only one time to you get to hear this story and not know how it ends up, only one time you get to hear that joke and be surprised by its hilarity, only one time that you can't seem to put the pieces together to figure out how to perpetrator is. I will argue to end that there truly is nothing like it.
I myself am crazy about movies so of course I'd take it there first, but the same is true in daily life. There are only so many moments when you're not sure if you're going to beat your goal time, if that guy wants to kiss you as much as you do him, if you're going to close the deal that's been in the works for what feels like eternity, if your loved one is going to make it or not.
I crave these moments. I want to stand in the midst of them and bask in the beauty.
But yet, every time in this moment that I can never recover it seems I cannot wait for it to pass. I want to know what it will look like on the other side - do they end up together? Does he end up locked up or roaming the streets again? Am I going to have to start all over? Am I going to have to wait for my broken heart to mend?
I'm not really sure what the moral of this story is besides that I'm writing it down so that I don't forget to recognize these firsts. Stop. Smile to myself and remember that moment of mystery. Sure, it may have felt like it was tearing me apart, but it was only for a season. Revel in the fleeting ignorance because you won't have it for long.
I myself am crazy about movies so of course I'd take it there first, but the same is true in daily life. There are only so many moments when you're not sure if you're going to beat your goal time, if that guy wants to kiss you as much as you do him, if you're going to close the deal that's been in the works for what feels like eternity, if your loved one is going to make it or not.
I crave these moments. I want to stand in the midst of them and bask in the beauty.
But yet, every time in this moment that I can never recover it seems I cannot wait for it to pass. I want to know what it will look like on the other side - do they end up together? Does he end up locked up or roaming the streets again? Am I going to have to start all over? Am I going to have to wait for my broken heart to mend?
I'm not really sure what the moral of this story is besides that I'm writing it down so that I don't forget to recognize these firsts. Stop. Smile to myself and remember that moment of mystery. Sure, it may have felt like it was tearing me apart, but it was only for a season. Revel in the fleeting ignorance because you won't have it for long.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Tis the Season, even in Vegas
I just spent a week in Vegas - went for a conference for work, but my girlfriends thought it made sense to come spend a weekend as well, and well, I'm never opposed to that. I thought a week in Vegas would be a week away from my favorite Christmas season, but who knew? They even celebrate in Vegas. Here's a few pictures of the gorgeous decorations we saw and one of my absolute favorite thing on the Strip - the water show. Makes me smile to myself everytime whether the show is choreographed to Shania Twain or Mozart. It's truly beautiful. Bellagio gardens were as expected by far the best; Caesars Palace was classy as well.
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